Tonight, I took you on a surprise date. We never left the house, though: our newborn’s still too young for us to go on a real date, so we takes what we can gets. To prepare for the date, I first snuck out to Trader Joe’s and bought you a pack of eight exotic chocolates:
Then, on Amazon Instant Video I bought It Happened One Night, one of the greatest romantic comedies in film history–and that without the benefit of Hanks and Ryan’s chemistry or McConaughey’s abs (not that you care about the latter!).
I chose this movie because we really bonded over it while dating, and I hoped that watching it again would take you back to those days.
After we put the girls to bed I told you about our date and showed you the chocolates and the movie. You flipped–for the chocolates, that is. You didn’t even remember It Happened One Night, let alone that we watched it together! But it stands out in my memory as something that really brought us together. Oh well.
On our date, we watched the film and tasted each one of the chocolates, attempting to note their distinctive flavors (we like to pretend that we’re connoisseurs). The chocolates and the film were most excellent. When we went to bed, you gave me the sweetest goodnight kiss. Though you couldn’t remember the film, at least you were reminded of my love for you.